i woke up to 23.17 degrees and immediately regretted not bringing a jacket. antalya’s microclimate is a joke-23.17 celsius during the day and the same at night. someone told me if you wear socks on your hands here, you’ll blend in. don’t believe them. now i’m trying to paint with fingers and it’s a disaster.

there’s a sign that says ‘no graffiti’ near the beach. ironic, right? the ocean is 51% humidity so my spray cans dry faster than my spirit. i heard a local warned me about this spot because ‘the pigs smell like your ex’s perfume.’ i’m not annoyed. i’m here for the chaos.

quick answers

q: is this place worth visiting? a: only if you want to watch tourists draw on statues with permanent markers. the walls are a free canvas, but it’s messy.

q: is it expensive? a: no. i bought a week’s worth of art supplies for what a latte costs in hamburg.

q: who would hate it here? a: alex. their instagram is a grid of perfectly lined charcoal sketches. this town’s raw energy doesn’t care about their aesthetic.

q: best time to visit? a: when the sun hides behind clouds for 10 minutes. that’s when the spray cans work.

a street artist's rant about a mountain town where the weather ruins my spray cans

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